Killing Time

"I just need an oil change," he told the brunette behind the counter trying to calm down his body as he took in the tight tank top she was wearing. Her nipples visible through the material.

"One oil change it is then. It will be a little wait though. We're kind of booked today." She skimmed through the schedule book then looked back up at him. "We can probably get you in in about an hour and a half. Since it should be a in and out thing."

"That sounds fine. Mind if I sit and wait?"

"No. That is fine. Go right ahead."

He walked over to the corner of the room to the area designated for waiting customers. After picking up one of the auto magazines laid out on the table, he took a seat on the plastic lawn chair.

The brunette looked over at the customer. He was the only one in the room besides herself. He was a handsome guy. He looked to be in his late thirties, dark hair, broad sholders tapering down into a thin waist and long legs. She noticed the hint of a tattoo beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt. Tattoos had such an effect on her.

She knew her husband was looking for more work coming into the shop and she had just thought of a way to help him out a little. She didn't think he would have a problem with it. After all they could use a little more money. Her idea wouldn't bring in more money right away, she knew, but with the way word of mouth was in this little town... Well, It wouldn't take long that was for sure. She would have them coming in soon enough.

She looked down at herself as she spun around on the stool. She knew she had a good body and there have been many guys from town trying to fuck her since she was in high school. Some things never change. She was just going to have to take advantage of it now.

"Excuse me sir?"

He had been watching her, she saw.

"Yeah?"

"Well, I was just wondering if you would like a little... entertainment while you wait?"

The corner of his mouth turned up as he got up and walked again toward the counter. "What do you got in mind?"

"Well I do have a few talents to kill some time." She smiled as she let her gaze travel down over his body.

"That sounds fine. I wouldn't mind checking out your talents." His mind had just been thinking about just that as he sat there watching her.

The brunette came out from behind the counter and walked up to him. Right there in the middle of the room she reached for the waistband of his jeans and undoing the snap and zipper she pushed them down over his hips. Dropping down to her knees she pulled down the boxers he was wearing and stuffed his monster cock into her hot mouth.

"Oh yeah. I like this already." He grabbed the back of her head pushing her down onto him even further as he pushed towards her mouth.

"Mmm," she moaned as she took the whole of him into her mouth.

"Yeah, baby that feels good. Don't stop. Keep sucking that cock."

She work on him sucking and licking, until he shot his load into her waiting mouth. She swallowed as much as she could before he pulled out of her mouth to cum onto her face.

She used her finger to scoop it off her face and then sucked it off as she watched him. Oh most definitely he was enjoying this so far.

"What other kind of talents do you have?" he asked her.

"I have a pussy that loves to play with big strong cocks. Are you game?"

"Yeah I'm game."

"Come on I've been waiting to use this stool for something other than to spin around on." she pulled him behind the counter and undid her own tight fitting jeans and pushed them down over her long legs. She was not self concious at all and knew she would see the look of lust in his eyes that she did when she looked him in the face.

He pushed her down over the stool, sliding the bikini-cut underwear down her thighs to her knees and pushed into her from behind. She was so wet he slid right in.

He was huge and filled her, pushing at her insides.

"Oh god that feels good." he said.

"You just keep fucking that pussy."

"What the hell is going on?" the blond man demanded as he stepped in the door connecting the room to the garage.

He put his hands on her hips to pull out worried that he really fucked up.

"Don't you dare pull out," she told him. "Not until you cum in that pussy!"

"Angela, what the hell are you doing?"

"Oh shut up John and get your ass over here and join in or get back in the fucking garage. You're scaring him."

"I'd love to but I got work to do." He looked at the guy fucking his wife. "Enjoy my wife." With that he turned and walked back into the garage.

"Wife? Oh god what the hell am I doing?" But she noted that he was still deep inside her. He was not trying to pull out now.

"Don't worry. He likes me fucking other guys. I think he was just upset since I hadn't told him I was going to be doing this here or else he would have wanted to be in here as well."

"Is he crazy or what?" he asked.

She laughed. He really had been worried and didn't know wether to pull out and take off or what.

"Enough already I want to feel your hot cum filling me up. Fuck me!"

He didn't stop fucking her until he came in her as she wanted. She found something to clean up with a little before she pulled her clothes back on. And turning to him she once again took his cock into her mouth to clean him off. Tasting her own juices on him as she did.

He was still semi hard but by that time his car was done and he went to the front of the counter to pay her.

"Hey thanks hun. That was sure better than just sitting there wishing I was doing that."

"Just do me a favor then. Spread the word around to your friends. I look forward to doing business with you again." She said that with a big smile.

As he turned to walk out the door two younger kids stepped in the door and he couldn't help but wonder if she was going to let them sample her talents also. But no matter what, he knew he, for one, would be sure to come back.